Two Hundred and Eighty-Two Shadows in the Sun

Just as the mortals are presenting their self-produced robotic arms to the magician, in far-flung Dothan, the culmination of a huge project is underway.

An engineer pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, checking various data in his notebook.

Standing beside him was a general. He looked at the technicians around him depressedly, feeling a little bit like a lunatic.

Yes, he thinks he is a lunatic, because what he is doing now can definitely be described as crazy.

"This thing is crazy." He finally couldn't help it and said, "This kind of thing... is it really feasible?"

"General, in theory, this is completely feasible! We checked it 10 times with the latest computer, and every time we got very good results."

"You actually checked it ten times? After checking it so many times, you still choose to do such a crazy thing?" The general looked at the other party in disbelief, his eyes full of shock.

As a general, a senior general, the troops he commanded can be said to be the most powerful troops in Ailan Hill.

But today, the tasks he has to perform are the opposite of what he is good at. He is good at destroying everything, but his task today is to build...

"No way. There are 3 industrial areas around here waiting for water. If we can't build this reservoir within 2 months, there will be many problems with the construction progress of the entire industrial area." The engineer raised his head, earnestly said.

"But, we are a nuclear missile force!" The general cried and defended, "Isn't this thing launched at someone else's house?"

"Anything, as long as it is used well, can benefit mankind! Isn't it?" The engineer sneered and laughed at himself: "At least in my hands, your weapons, as explosives for digging reservoirs, are very efficient! "

As he said, he pointed to the documents in front of him and the photos on them, and explained: "The 1-million-ton nuclear weapons dropped in Bellevue created huge craters. In the northern region, the small-yield shock wave projectile that was launched has a very good effect."

Having said this, he paused and continued to talk about his plan: "After strict calculations, we are going to use 3 nuclear weapons to detonate at the specified location to create an artificial lake... Probably, it will only take a few hours. In time, the corresponding project can be completed!”

"You don't seem to realize that this is a nuclear weapon! There is radiation!" The general reminded gloomily.

He really hates when others mention nuclear weapons lightly. After all, for those who know it, every nuclear weapon means death and destruction, terrifying radiation and endless suffering.

In his view, human beings should be in awe of this terrible force comparable to nature. Instead of taking it out at will and using it at will.

In other words, he has a sacred experience of his profession: they are the sharp swords hanging over the enemy's head, the most cruel existence to destroy the enemy, not children's toys or something...

"We use high-yield shock wave bombs, and the radiation can be within the control range. We have already considered this. Do you have any questions?" The engineer explained patiently.

He felt he had to let other people know about his abilities, they were carefully calculated, and they were not the same as those random whimsical guys.

"Even with a high-yield shock wave bomb, there will be a small amount of radiation remaining! It is very dangerous to enter the radiation area for at least a few days." The commander of the missile unit raised his eyebrows, still questioning.

"Oh, of course we have a way to deal with this." The engineer looked behind the general.

"Don't tell me, you have prepared radiation protection suits for everyone who enters the radiation area for construction! That's thousands!" The general asked with a sneer.

"Of course it's impossible. Radiation protection clothing is an expensive thing. If it is used on such a large scale, it will increase the cost of the project." The engineer shook his head. Of course, he couldn't prepare so many expensive clothes for the construction workers.

"Then you..." The general froze for a moment, then stared at the engineer. In his opinion, it would be absolutely intolerable to deceive the amount of radiation and let those workers in Alan Hill enter the radiation zone.

But obviously, the people here have never thought about letting people from their own countries take risks in the radiation zone.

"Some of the prisoners we captured from the Holy Demon Empire were stubborn." Behind the two, an officer who had never put down his binoculars or spoke suddenly said.

Under the watchful eyes of the missile troop general, he put down the binoculars and turned around, the scars on his face were clearly visible.

He was wearing the uniform of the Guards, with leather gloves, and he looked like I was a bad guy. I have to say, with his face and clothes, put it in the movie, you don't need to open your mouth to know that he is the villain.

However, for just such a man, the Imperial Bronze Eagle Medal was hanging on the chest of the military uniform of the Guards. In the level of medals, the Bronze Eagle Medal is already a very high medal. This represented that the man in front of him had performed at least one difficult and important task.

"According to the above meaning, these people will be assembled here and serve labor under our surveillance! If they are lazy, we will execute the lazy people. If they are not lazy, we will execute them after the project is completed. Kill everyone." The officer took it in stride, as if he wasn't talking about a massacre.

"Is this His Majesty's order?" The missile officer asked subconsciously.

"No! His Majesty's order is to treat prisoners preferentially." The officer with a scar on his face replied coldly.

"Then...why don't you implement..." the officer of the missile unit asked.

"Such trivial matters do not need His Majesty's intervention! As courtiers, we live to bear these shameful darkness for His Majesty, don't we?" The officer's tone was still calm.

"What about us? We are not as glamorous as your regular army, but our loyalty to His Majesty is unquestionable." He walked up to the general of the missile unit, sorted out the medal on the general's chest with his hand, and said. Said: "The dirty work, leave it to us."

"I understand!" The general stood up straight and gave a standard military salute to the Guards officer in front of him with a slightly lower rank: "Long live the Emperor! I admire your loyalty! It is an honor to work with people like you! Allow me to express my highest respect to you!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" The officer with a scar on his face stood at attention in return, and the Imperial Bronze Eagle Medal on his chest shone brightly in the sun.

"If you don't have any comments, sign it here! Start filling in a week! It will be a miracle! Gentlemen! Our reservoir will be built in a week!" The engineer smiled and handed out the documents in his hand.

Half an hour later, as far away as they could see, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky. The huge explosion shook the ground here. Everyone with them felt the huge shock wave and the power of destruction. .

Then, just when everyone was shocked, the second nuclear bomb exploded, and the surroundings shook again. The explosive power of this nuclear bomb is almost the same as Bellevue's nuclear bomb, which is almost one million tons, enough to destroy a city.

Immediately afterwards, the third nuclear bomb also exploded, and at the place where the headquarters was located, the third mushroom cloud could clearly be seen rising into the air.

These three nuclear bombs will form a large-scale lake nearby and form a long and narrow waterway. And because it uses a low-radiation design, the nearby nuclear pollution will not be too serious. Over time, it will become a safe area with normal radiation levels.

Sadly, some people can't wait for this to become a safe zone. They were forced to enter this radiation zone at the gunpoint of Ireland Hill soldiers to carry out the task of building a reservoir.

Before they came, they had been promised that as long as they built the reservoir, they could get amnesty and leave Ireland Hill and return to their hometown. Of course, such a promise was a scam, and they were destined to never return to their hometown.

"Let the prisoners enter the construction site! Our soldiers are guarding the periphery! If anyone is lazy and fails to complete the expected project, they will all be executed! Replace the next batch of prisoners with laborers!" Watching the mushroom cloud gradually disperse in the distance, the guards The officer ordered to his subordinates.

"Every two hours, let these prisoners come out to rest, and our people enter from another entrance to check the progress of the project! Don't let those prisoners see the inspectors wearing radiation protection suits to avoid causing riots!" Everything has been planned. It was arranged in an orderly manner under the orders of the officers.

Under the rapid development of Ailan Hill, it has long been impossible to verify how many bones were buried. Under the towering edifices, in the smoking factory chimneys, under the sleepers of the new railways laid, in the splendid castle walls of the nobles, there are dead bodies everywhere and blood everywhere.

Of course, watered with blood, flowers bloom as beautiful; nourished by soul, the civilization built is still brilliant; built with life, an era is still a great era.

Ailan Hill is still strong, its power is still invincible, its development is still rapid, and it is still the brightest star in this era. Because even the brightest light cannot illuminate the darkness behind him.

But then again, maybe the darkest place is giving birth to light?

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